Page 53 of My Knotty Mountain Men

“Babe,” Rylee says, taking my free hand. “You weren’t broken, you just hadn’t met the right pack. Now, you’re with your perfect pack. The one meant for you. And no, it wasn’t easy, but everything happens for a reason.”

“Yeah.” I smile. “I think you’re right.”

“Sorry about that,” Nolan says as he walks over to us. “But it’s all done. I’m yours for the day.” He smiles down at me, making my heart flutter. He’s so handsome.

“Just in time. We just got done eating,” I tell him, standing up so I can wrap my arms around him. He sighs happily and kisses the top of my head, holding me to him.

“What did you ladies want to do today?” Nolan asks us.

“Adventure,” Rylee says. “Anything our girl can do with us.”

Nolan grins. “I have some ideas.”

An hour later, we’re outside the guys' place, all standing next to our snowmobiles, geared up and ready to go. I’m still not sure why he told us to bring our swimsuits. Maybe he’s taking us to the pool at the ski resort?

I didn’t question him, wanting whatever was about to happen to be a surprise.

“Ready, Sweets?” Nolan asks as he secures my helmet into place.

“Yup,” I say excitedly. I’ve always wanted to go riding on trails, and have some fun. It’s what the girls and I were supposedto do, but that trip didn’t work out. So I’m glad we’re getting to do that now.

“Good thing the guys aren’t here for this,” he laughs. “They would lose it; they’re so damn overprotective.”

“I kind of like it,” I admit. It’s what I’ve always wanted. Someone to care enough to be worried about me and my safety.

“Honestly, so do I,” he chuckles. “But with you being pregnant, they wouldn’t be so happy about the little adventure we’re about to go on, even though it’s perfectly safe. Trust me, I did my research.”

That has my curiosity spiking.

“Nolan?”

“Yes, my Sweets?”

“What’s your pack name?”

He pauses for a moment before laughing. “We’ve never told you, have we? God, that's sad,” he sighs. “Wheeler. You're a part of Pack Wheeler.”

“Violet Wheeler. I like it.”

He wraps his arms around me, placing his helmet against mine. “So do I,” he murmurs. A blanket of warmth settles over me, and my eyes tear up. This is going to take some getting used to. But I’m honestly in heaven right now, getting to be around them, to see them, to have their scents comforting me.

I’m so damn happy things worked out the way they did.

As we climb onto the snowmobile and take off, the girls trailing behind us, I start to miss my Alphas, wishing they were here with us. But then again, I could use this time to get to know Nolan better. Because I have a feeling soon, I won't be getting much one-on-one time with any of them. Not that I mind, I enjoy being around them as a pack.

Arms wrapped around Nolan, I squeal with happiness as we speed down the trails. It’s so pretty up here. The sun shines down on the snow, making it glitter.

It’s a winter wonderland.

After about a half hour, with a break or two in between, we pull up to a building.

We park, and Nolan shuts the engine off. “Where are we?” I ask, taking my helmet off.

“Is that steam?” Rylee asks as she and the other two girls join us.

“Yup,” Nolan answers, taking his own helmet off. I’m momentarily distracted as he runs his hand through his slightly sweaty hair. His cinnamon bun scent hits me in a wave, and I have to bite my lip to hold back a groan.

Quickly, I get off the snowmobile and act like I’m stretching out my body when really I need to take a step away to breathe.

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